Saturday I watched some things on my Netflix cue as I cleaned house. War of the Arrows was engaging. As his father instructed him to, Nam Yi fights to protect his sister to the end. I didn't understand the historical/political context, but that didn't really matter. This movie is packed with archery and action. It made the Hunger Games archery look elementary. The love story is minor and doesn't take away from the action. In fact I am pleased to report that there was no kissing.
I had a rough night on Sunday night and a hard Monday morning so I decided to make myself a fancy schmancy lunch. I wandered through Central Market and bought a bunch of stuff and made: A sandwich with a toasted chia seed and flax bun, avocado, pear, fontina cheese, and roasted turkey. I also made a salad with organic spring mix, walnuts, pears, basil and garlic cream cheese and balsamic vinaigrette dressing. It was yummy in my tummy and then I went to bed and felt a whole lot better when I got up 5 hours later.
On Sunday I went to trapeze. I flew out of lines for the first time. There is no video to prove it, but as Tiffany says, truss me, it happened. It was scary shit. I honestly don't know when or if I'll be doing that again!
Ross is out of town for work. I made a dirty bed out of a couple of his shirts for Bailey. On Sunday night I guess she was missing him. She curled up on his shirts and wouldn't move. I have trouble going to bed/falling asleep without Ross and Bailey so last night I put the dirty bed in the bed so that Bailey would sleep with me. Right now she is curled up on my newest cashmere sweater. We love our cashmere.
I wanted a quick project to knit and decided to knit up a bib for John's baby. I have a ton of this cotton blend yarn, and I have no idea what to do with it. A bib seemed as good as anything. It is machine washable and dyer safe. It won't look great when it comes out of the dryer, but who cares. A baby is going to drool and spit up all over it. This was a pretty quick knit and only took me a couple of days.
As I sat on my seat on the airplane yesterday I thought about how routine flying has become. Millions of passengers fly every day.
I enjoy flying. I usually sit by the window to soak in the unique perspective from 30,000 feet. I also like to sit over the wing. Yesterday I marveled at the clouds as we cut through them. As we began our decent and the ailerons extended I could actually see the airflow over the wing. It awed me. Most people don't think about how airplanes work. I don't think they want to. In fact, I have seen passengers get visibly upset when Ross is explaining things to me. I guess people just want to get where they are going. They don't really care to think about how.
I have some rules when it comes to flying.
Lots of layers. I hate being cold.
Closed toed, reasonable shoes.
Must have water bottle and a snack.
I count the number of rows to the emergency exits
One game I used to play with my dad when we flew was to try and predict when we would touch down. I remember one time predicting from 10 minutes out. I still try to guess. I usually start counting down from 10 as I stare out the window. Yesterday I was right on the money and we hit the tarmac just after I said one.